Lately, Dad's been regaling me with stories of his rabble-rousing glory days as a member of some organization which he calls Heck's Angels. Lately, he's been training me to follow in his footsteps (as you can see from my menacing scowl). I'll soon be ready to go off and kick the living crap out of some long-haired hippies, just as soon as I can figure out how to work the pedals. And steer.
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So, Eli. Does this mean that you have started your training for the 2026 Tour de France? If so, I suggest that you get yourself a proper coach and start counting carbs, prots and fats.
Hi Eli - You didn't mention being looked after by a grandpa too while your parents are galavanting off in Venezuela. Check out the January issue of Smithsonian if you want to learn about what's happening in Venezuela these days.
From Char the Great:
I think the least your Mom and Dad can bring back from Venezuela is several barrels of oil at cut rate prices!!
Love and hugs.
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